Bennett Witches Novels & Stories

He increased the volume and the fluid voice of the man on the screen filled the room. "... establishing ties with old and powerful packs, is a must for any new pack hoping to survive the rocky beginning. The Felt Hunting Club is a perfect way for young alphas like Donovan Creel, Rigel Howcraft and Tobias Lentiyn to get into the graces of these already established Alphas and maybe even form an alliance with them." Helena's magic roared inside of her, an untamed fury that demanded revenge for all the man she was seeing had done. "Are you alright?" Her father asked and she turned to him with a smile.

His curly hair brushed her neck as Ken sniffed aloud. "This one is very young." "Her family didn't want her." The traffickers explained, rubbing salt to Ariana wounded heart. "Thought so. " Neol said before stepping back. "Okay. The auction would start after another half an hour. Bring them carefully especially the virgins. Sorcerer like virgins for their sacrifices. " Ariana's heart sunk in cold water. It seemed the sacrifice that Ghost Aurby said was for the sorcerers. Although she couldn't understand most of the terms they used. Her probability of being buy by the sorcerers must be high according to them.

This made him feel confused because he thought that witches from Namian Empire: the Greatest Human Empire were very rarely willing to meet or even have contact with the old witch woman because Witch Una seemed too eccentric to them. The Witches from Namian Empire: the Greatest Human Empire, don't really like the inhabitants of the Beast Empire. Witch Una who could be close friends with the residents and even the werebeast elders of the Beast Empire was too different for them. Witch Una only recognizes the good qualities of everyone she meets or becomes her friend regardless of their race. This made her disliked by the witches of the Namian Empire. Hilena's desire to be able to meet Witch Una

She winked at us and smiled, “Yes they did.” Then Levi approaches us with a tiny blonde woman with bright blue eyes. She was just too cute for words. Levi smiled, “Breena Pari, of the Fairy Kingdom, meet my brother, Prince Elliot and his new mate… is that Elisabeth?!” Elliot and I laugh, and I chime in, “Elisabeth of the White Witch Coven. But it’s just Elisa now.” Levi laughs, “Bro! All of our prayers were answered!” Elliot smiles, “Yes they were. If you’ll excuse us, we want to talk to Queen Winnie and mom and dad.” Levi chuckles, “In a hurry to get out of here?” Elliot laughed and just shook his head as we walked away.

The other witches had gathered around Annette in a circle and chanting a spell. Annette's eyes widened as she saw that her witches had gathered against her. She tried to counter their spell but even as strong as she is, she was not match for the combined power of the other witches. Annetter fell on her knees and groaned in pain, blood rolling down from her nose" sisters, please don't do this. It's the abomination that we have not kill" Annette struggled to say as a painful tear fell from her eyes.

There were some rumors among the people that Qontessah had so many guards around her not for her own protection but for the protection of those around her. This is why the island was constantly recruiting people who were solely handled by Xander. She was cruel and was labeled a witch, but Qontessah was eviler and frightening than she was. If she is a white witch, then Qontessah was a dark or black witch, a true agent of darkness, but when she thinks about it, she still has a good heart.

My powers manifested themselves shortly after my eighteenth birthday, and it was a source of joy and celebration for my family. I, Ella Thompson, come from a family of old and powerful witches who are strong but forbidden from practising witchcraft in the city. For the past month, the city has been overrun by dangerous musical creatures who have cast a spell over every corner of the city, including the streets. People fear even stepping out of their houses; it's either they end up dead or lost in the forest. My parents never fail to tell me stories that happened in town, and as a child, I was made to believe that they were monsters in the shower when I happened to be one of them, the monster

The screaming starts. We do not find out much. The witches that are attacking are not part of a particular coven. They are almost like rogues traveling alone or in small groups. Someone just shows up and gives them their assignment. Hester did not know who this person was nor did she see their face. The woman just shows up gives them information on where to go and what spell to use.

Then Ariel chimed in, "Winnie will be here with twenty more witches. We are going to need them to find out where they are being held" I suddenly felt overwhelmed and grumbled, "Okay, let's come up with a plan, but I want to be a part of it. I will not accept anything else." Damien sighed, "I wish you would let us take care of it, but I understand why you would want that." I explained, "You know I can't stand by and just let things happen. They want me. They won't settle for anyone else, and they will be expecting a trap. I need to be a part of it for it to work".

I glanced at the group of witches who were chatting happily and advanced towards them. It was probably because Bennet was in the spotlight, but it was much easier to glean information about him. I quickly discovered an interesting nugget of information from others. Bennet had a younger brother named Alan, who was only eleven years old. Although he belonged to the lineage of a wizard, he had no magical power. He attended a human school like an ordinary human, and Alan was the only living member of Bennet’s family. Since Bennet was only family, I assumed he had to care a lot about his brother.